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http://www.sydneysomers.com/now-available-2/#commentsWed, 09 Nov 2016 19:24:12 +0000http://www.sydneysomers.com/?p=3893And on sale for only ¢.99 for a Limited Time! Dominion sentinel Kaela Garrett will do anything to gather evidence against a suspected traitor, even if it means auctioning her body off to the highest bidder. Posing as a slave will be the perfect cover to gain access to an exclusive gala. Only she doesn’t […]

Dominion sentinel Kaela Garrett will do anything to gather evidence against a suspected traitor, even if it means auctioning her body off to the highest bidder. Posing as a slave will be the perfect cover to gain access to an exclusive gala. Only she doesn’t anticipate a sexy treasure salvager with a grudge outbidding everyone—including her mark—to possess her.

The second Lorcan Hunt spots Kaela on the auction block, the very sentinel who had him arrested weeks ago, he can’t think of anything better than getting even—in the most wicked ways imaginable. But every demand for submission comes with a price and when Kaela finally gives in to the fierce desire between them, Lorcan will be forced to choose between his next job and holding onto the one woman he can never have.

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http://www.sydneysomers.com/your-next-book-boyfriend/#commentsTue, 25 Oct 2016 18:43:33 +0000http://www.sydneysomers.com/?p=3883 Going Wild is now available from Amazon Kindle Worlds! Here’s a sneak peek from Chapter One. For more excerpt and behind the scenes info, stop Pendragon’s my FB reader group! Chapter One “I do not need a cowboy.” The sincere announcement earned Angel Lancaster a few curious looks from the few afternoon patrons […]

The sincere announcement earned Angel Lancaster a few curious looks from the few afternoon patrons of the Come Again and one severe frown from a burly looking gentleman in a lumberjack shirt nursing his beer at the far end of the bar.

“Country boy,” her friend clarified with a laugh. Scottie set a glass of wine in front of Angel. “And every woman needs a country boy, at least once in her life.”

The word country was the only part of that sentence that held any interest for Angel and was the sole reason she’d let Scottie talk her into visiting Sapphire Falls in the first place. The small Nebraskan town wasn’t the most ideal place to figure out her next move, but it was the last place her family—her father in particular—would expect her to go.

Not only did Sapphire Falls give her a chance to catch up with Scottie after not seeing each other for nearly three years, it also gave Angel the opportunity to spend some time with her grandmother. Closing in on eighty-five, her grandmother still insisted on living on her own in a slightly rundown cottage at the edge of the farming property she’d sold when Angel’s grandfather passed away years ago.

Angel picked up her glass. “What this woman needs is to stay far away from anything with a penis, and that includes any and all country boys.”

This time, the guy at the bar choked on his beer, his cough briefly drowning out the music Angel had been tapping her foot to since she sat down.

She held up her glass, assessing the crimson liquid. “I thought you were going to give me a real drink?”

Scottie laughed, wiping at something on the counter as if she did it all the time and wasn’t just filling in as a favor. “You love wine. And I’d rather not have to tuck you into bed with aspirin and a gallon of water before my shift is even over.”

“Borcher’s is not that strong.”

“That’s because you can barely remember what happened the last time you had some.”

The real problem was that she remembered too much. “I remember the hangover very clearly.” And the fallout that destroyed her father’s trust in her. And he was going to lose his mind when he heard she’d ditched her cultural responsibilities for a trip to the one place he’d made her promise never to go back to.

Angel took a long drink of her wine, reminding herself that she was an adult and perfectly capable of making good choices. Her phone chimed and a text from her brother popped up on the screen.

Where are you?

So her mother hadn’t told anyone. Yet.

She’d thought Angel’s trip to Sapphire Falls was a great idea, despite Angel’s initial reservations. Her mother wouldn’t be able to keep the destination of her impromptu trip to herself forever, though, especially when her father learned Angel had dropped off the grid.

She tucked the phone into her purse and took an even bigger drink.

“That bad?” Scottie tucked her long, red-gold hair back in a ponytail and paused long enough to pour another beer for a customer.

Angel shook her head. “Worse.”

“Worse than the time you threw up in Michael’s lap when he proposed?”

“It wasn’t a real proposal,” Angel pointed out, trying not to cringe at the memory.

“Or the time you found a ring in Steven’s sock drawer and bolted so fast you crashed into a police car.”

“I was trying not to hit a cat,” she pointed out.

Scottie cocked her head. “And how did that turn out?”

“The cat lived.” And she’d paid for all the stray’s vet bills before adopting the one-eyed cat that didn’t like anyone except her.

Scottie’s eyes widened. “Oh no. Lewis didn’t…did he?”

“Propose? No.” She hadn’t let their relationship get that far. Her heart wasn’t in it, hadn’t really been in it with any of them.

She could have a good time and enjoy their company, but none of them compared to the fantasy guy she’d built up in her mind.

“Don’t look at me like that. I’m not crazy.”

Scottie opened her mouth to respond, cut off by the sound of a door slamming into the wall. They turned in enough time to catch the blur that darted past half a dozen people before hopping the bar and dropping out of sight.

The move sent two glasses and the carved pumpkin on the corner of the bar toppling off the counter where they smashed at Angel’s feet.

What the hell?

She leaned to the side and glimpsed the man crouched next to one of the beer fridges.

He stared up at Scottie, finger pressed to his lips. “You owe me.”

Scottie scoffed. “Oh no. You’re on your own, Cade.” She came out from behind the bar, pausing next to Angel. “I’ll be back in a minute.” She disappeared through a door marked Employee’s Only.

Curious about the exchange, Angel slid off her stool to collect the chunks of busted pumpkin. She couldn’t remember Scottie mentioning dating anyone named Cade, but the pair clearly had a history of some kind.

Conscious of being watched, she lifted her head to find Scottie’s friend staring at her.

She hadn’t burst into the bar or dove behind a counter, but she might as well have. His piercing gaze followed every move she made as if there wasn’t anything as interesting as her in the room.

She glanced away to focus on cleaning the mess only to sneak another look at him a few seconds later.

He didn’t seem to notice that he was staring at her, his lips curving in a slow smile. A curl of dark hair fell across his forehead, his eyes a deep forest green that studied her so intently a thousand molten butterflies spread their wings at once inside her.

She lifted her hand to her stomach, a flicker of something familiar…

The door banged open again, and he put his finger back to his lips, silently pleading with her not to give him away.

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http://www.sydneysomers.com/primal-hunger-sale/#commentsTue, 27 Sep 2016 14:35:54 +0000http://www.sydneysomers.com/?p=3863 If you read the original Primal Hunger and want to add the updated version (3000 new words here and there) to your collection, you can pick it up at a steal! It’ll be going up to 2.99 in a few days so grab it while you can. Find all the details here: http:www.sydneysomers.com/primal-sale

If you read the original Primal Hunger and want to add the updated version (3000 new words here and there) to your collection, you can pick it up at a steal! It’ll be going up to 2.99 in a few days so grab it while you can.

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http://www.sydneysomers.com/available-now-2/#commentsSat, 24 Sep 2016 14:22:48 +0000http://www.sydneysomers.com/?p=3841WAITIN’ ON A HERO Finley Gallagher has a business to run, a sexy-as-sin neighbor to avoid and no time for everyone’s fascination with the city’s mysterious vigilante who’s putting criminals in their place—until she’s attacked. With no one else to turn to, she’s forced to rely on the two men she’d rather not have anything […]

Finley Gallagher has a business to run, a sexy-as-sin neighbor to avoid and no time for everyone’s fascination with the city’s mysterious vigilante who’s putting criminals in their place—until she’s attacked. With no one else to turn to, she’s forced to rely on the two men she’d rather not have anything to do with. One hides who he is, unleashing her deepest fantasies from the shadows, while the other slowly disarms her with one devastating smile after another.

Trace Fairbanks is determined to do whatever it takes to keep the streets safe, even if it means leading a double life. He’s wanted Finley for months, and now that he knows she’s more into his alter ego than he ever realized, he’s willing to blur the line between fantasy and reality to prove he’s the only hero she’ll ever need. But getting the girl might not be as hard as keeping her alive if he can’t trust her with the truth before it’s too late.

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http://www.sydneysomers.com/feed-your-shifter-addiction/#commentsMon, 05 Sep 2016 14:39:30 +0000http://www.sydneysomers.com/?p=3826Lots of FREE Shifter books up for grabs, including my own Primal Instinct! Thanks to PNR author Elle Thorne and the awesome people over at Instafreebie for putting this together!

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http://www.sydneysomers.com/get-spellbound/#commentsThu, 15 Oct 2015 13:58:01 +0000http://www.sydneysomers.com/?p=3691Pick up your copy of Don’t Let Go for only 99 cents until end of day Friday (16th) and catch up with the Calder witch family. Haven’t read the first book in my Spellbound series? You can grab Say You’re Mine for only 99 cents too. Get your witch fix for only $2. And if […]

]]>Pick up your copy of Don’t Let Go for only 99 cents until end of day Friday (16th) and catch up with the Calder witch family. Haven’t read the first book in my Spellbound series? You can grab Say You’re Mine for only 99 cents too. Get your witch fix for only $2. And if you’ve already read Say You’re Mine, did you catch my free Date Night short story?

And here’s a little snippet from Don’t Let Go before I get back to finishing a very important kiss between Elena and Vaughn Enjoy!

Bree snorted. “What are you going to do—restrain me?”

“Now that you bring it up…”

“And now is not the time to be all flirty and cute with me.”

He dared to grin at her.

Tension stretched up the back of her neck, sinking deep into the muscles at her shoulder blades. “Let me get this straight. You don’t really think I killed Dade, but you still think I’m a flight risk?”

He shrugged, shoving his hands in his pockets. “A guy can never be too careful, especially when he puts his neck on the line.”

“And we’d hate to see any harm come to that.”

“Finally something we can both agree on.”

Bree waited a beat, then made a move.

He slapped a hand on the door near her head. “You’re not afraid to spend the night with me, are you?”

She damn well hadn’t been, right up until he said it in that dark, sexy voice. She forced herself to face him. “I don’t like being taken advantage of.”

One smooth dark brow arched. “Is that what I’m doing?”

“You’re using this as an excuse to hang around.”

“As much as I like you even I’m not that desperate for attention.”

She blew out a breath, hating her lack of options. “This really isn’t necessary.” The man was more stubborn than Mark or even her older brother. “I’m not going anywhere, Finn.”

“And I plan to make sure it stays that way.”

Somebody shoot her now. “For how long?” she asked, the demand lacking the intended bite. God, she was tired.

He shrugged.

“So you’re telling me that if I try to leave my own house—”

“I’ll be right on your heels.”

Great. Just what she needed. “Are you going to watch me pee when that comes up, too?”

“That depends on how big your bathroom window is.”

“You’re crazy.”

“Rational thinking is highly overrated in situations like these. Much better to go on instinct.”

“And what is your instinct telling you now?” she fired off, wanting to push his buttons the way he kept pushing hers.

Instead of getting annoyed with her, he edged closer, his gaze dropping to her mouth. “That you should go to bed and lock your door.”

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http://www.sydneysomers.com/starving-kids-frankenstein-and-too-many-video-games/#commentsThu, 08 Oct 2015 23:29:06 +0000http://www.sydneysomers.com/?p=3681You know those mornings when you roll over and hit the snooze button a hundred times before finally dragging your butt out of bed to the chorus of your children wanting to know, “What’s for breakfast?” (Side note: Am I only mother with kids whose mouths gape like mutant plants the second their eyes open?) […]

]]>You know those mornings when you roll over and hit the snooze button a hundred times before finally dragging your butt out of bed to the chorus of your children wanting to know, “What’s for breakfast?” (Side note: Am I only mother with kids whose mouths gape like mutant plants the second their eyes open?)

That was the start of my day, and the kids didn’t even have school. No one needed to be up, except Master Chef, but there I was.

So after feeding my school of piranhas, I woke up enough to get in some yoga (I’m on day 2 of 30 Days of Yoga with Adrienne) and breakfast. Then it was work. And laundry. And a little more work. And snack time…

Most of my writing time today was typing up stuff I’d already handwritten (I’ll really need to kick that habit) and rereading to find the flow of this book. You know, the one I keep saying is coming. I won’t tell you how much I’ve cut and rewritten on this one. Some days have felt like I’m doctor Frankenstein piecing this baby together without knowing how it’s going to look when I’m done.

It’s coming though, promise.

And if you’re an aspiring writer and want to know how to write with kids at home (I had 5 with me today ages 6-13) trying using a note that promises early bedtimes if they knock during writing sprints if they’re not bleeding or have a broken bone.

Works surprisingly well, especially in light of the recent changes in our home to cut waaaaaay back on screen time (video games/tablets/movies).

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http://www.sydneysomers.com/if-i-was-a-kickass-heroine/#commentsWed, 30 Sep 2015 18:58:15 +0000http://www.sydneysomers.com/?p=3677I’m answering questions over on Paranormal Romance Lovers today, like which of my heroines I relate to the most and other fun stuff. If you’re curious, pop on over and check it out. And since I’ve only posted the cover for Primal Bounty in my newsletter and on Facebook, here it is… I’m off to […]